Leonard Churchill knew he couldn't avoid it, but he tried his best to dodge the vital points.
The streak of dark light also dangerously grazed past his heart.
The next second, with a thud, a disheveled figure tumbled into the room.
Simultaneously, the streaking shadow immediately closed the door.
Outside, Heman and the others watched the door close and their expressions changed in unison, "Damn it!"
This Central Control Room was also what they believed to be the only safe place in the research facility.
Now, the light of hope that had briefly flared up was extinguished once again.
...
Listening to the crisp sound of the door closing, Leonard Churchill finally let out a sigh of relief, murmuring to himself, "Finally, I am still alive..."
But before he could catch his breath, he looked down at the wound in the center of his chest, his eyebrows furrowing.
